Bob Reynolds
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Bob murmured to himself, thinking about the book he was reading earlier. He shuffled down the hallway, his socks sliding against the hardwood floor. It was quiet, just as he liked.
“Hm…” He hummed softly. He rounded the corner of the hallway, coming out into the nice sleek kitchen. A perk of living in the avengers tower was that everything was billionaire quality.